Chapter 38: The Duel

On the barren gravel ground, the bleak autumn wind blows by.

After the "Covenant of the Three Wars" was decided, the scene became more and more condensed.

"So, who are you going to play first?" Lord Denham, Lord of Iron Mountain, was smiling on his high war horse, but no matter how you looked at it, the smile was like that of an old fox who was about to succeed in his scheme.

"Thom, the first one, you're on." Red's face was grim and he shouted.

"Yes!" Behind Red, a knight squad leader rode out.

Thom, a veteran knight who has served in the Blackstone Territory for ten years, is already at the level of a senior official knight, coupled with his skillful swordsmanship and old experience, he is the strongest of the five knight squad leaders.

Seeing this, Lord Denham, the Lord of Iron Mountain, clapped his hands: "Anduru." โ€

In the next second, a burly knight with a height of nearly two meters and a round waist stepped out of his horse.

In terms of physique alone, this man is even better than Lord Denham and his attendant knight Jax, and this size means that he will have a great advantage in strength and physique in the confrontation of official knights.

Knights boil their physique, before they master the fighting spirit and promote to bronze, what they compare is who has a strong physique, and there is a gap between people, even if it is the same realm, the strength will be high and low because of the gap between individuals.

There is no doubt that anyone with a discerning eye can see that in terms of physique, Anduru, who is two meters tall, is undoubtedly much stronger than Thom, who is only one meter nine tall.

Although the victory or defeat of the battle is not necessarily won by anyone who is physically strong, the disadvantage that was visible to the naked eye at the beginning of the game undoubtedly further reduced the morale of the Blackstone Lord's knights, who were not high, and their eyes dimmed.

Seeing this scene, Lord Denham, the Lord of Iron Mountain, saw it in his eyes, and a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Since the warring parties have been elected, let's get started." โ€

"Yes."

On the barren and empty gravel ground, two official knights rode their horses out slowly, and did not stop until the distance between the two sides was thirty meters.

"Boom ......"

The warhorse also seemed to sense the upcoming battle, and let out a heavy breathing sound.

"Your name is Thom, isn't it? Next, are you ready for failure? Anduru smirked and twisted his neck.

"That's a lot of nonsense." Thom snorted coldly, drew the big sword behind him, and took the lead in the charge.

"Treading ......"

The armored war horses galloped wildly, and the gravel on the nearby ground jumped slightly from the strong tremors.

A formal knight who wears armor and rides a war horse is a complete body in the true sense.

The official knight's strong physique is more than twice the limit of ordinary people, and with the blessing of the charge of the war horse, the lethality that can burst out is far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

In the face of such a killing heavy horseman, ordinary people are almost no different from fragile paper.

Seeing that Thom's side began to charge, Anduru laughed loudly, and urged the war horse under his crotch to start galloping.

From a distance, two black streamers collided head-on.

"Bellโ€”"

Thom's weapon is a greatsword, while Anduru's weapon is a great axe, both of which are heavy weapons.

But in the first collision between the two sides, Thom's side suffered a big loss.

The horsepower of the war horse, the two sides are about the same, and even because the distance of the charge is longer, Tom still occupies a slight advantage, but in terms of the strength of the knight itself, he is more than a step behind Anduru, and at the moment of the weapon exchange, the strong anti-shock force almost made him unable to hold the big sword in his hand.

Such a terrifying power even gave Tom the illusion that "this guy is already a Bronze Horseman".

In the face of Anduru's successive blows, if it weren't for Tom's experience, he turned sideways in advance, and at the same time pressed his shoulder against the blade of the greatsword, causing the giant axe to slide to one side, he would have been shot down at this moment.

The horses staggered past each other, and began to circle each other at a distance of thirty meters.

On the Iron Mountain Leader's side, Lord Denham's face was even more smiling, while on the Blackstone Leader's side, Red's face was a little ugly.

As the Bronze Horseman, it was only one confrontation that the two speculated on the outcome of the battle.

Anduru will win!

This two-meter-tall "little giant" has too much physical advantage in the official knight stage.

"Lil~~~"

After a short break, Tom and Anduru launched a second charge at the same time.

The black streamers collided again, and after the "dull" sound of weapon collision, a figure fell heavily from the horse, rolling more than ten meters on the ground before barely stopping its figure.

Thom was half-kneeling on the ground, holding the ground with one hand and his abdomen with the other, and in the collision just now, Anduru burst out with an even more terrifying force than before, and in just an instant, his hands were torn apart, and blood was overflowing.

If it weren't for the last moment, he used the big sword to stand in front of him, I'm afraid that now he would not have fallen off his horse, but was directly cut down by the giant axe.

In front of the Iron Mountain Leader, Anduru stopped on his horse, he was holding a giant axe, and his face was disdainful: "That's all there is to it, huh?" โ€

Hearing this, Thom on the ground turned red, but he was powerless to refute it.

"In this game, we lost."

"Thom, come back."

Red's deep voice came out, and Thom struggled to return home with his sword.

"In the first game, we sent people first, and in the second game, you should send them first, right?" Red said expressionlessly.

"Of course." Lord Denham, Lord of Iron Mountain, smiled, "Jax, the second game will be handed over to you." โ€

"Yes, my lord!"

Next to Lord Denham, the Lord of Iron Mountain, Jax, the bronze knight who was half behind him, rode out and came to the front of the team, holding a jet-black spear in his hand, staring at the blackstone knights opposite him with a cold face.

Lord Denham, Lord of Iron Mountain, looked at Red with a smile.

In the first game, Iron Mountain Leader won, which means that Iron Mountain Leader only needs to win one more game in the next game, and Iron Mountain Leader will win this "Territory Merge Battle".

As for the Blackstone Collar, there is only one Bronze Horseman, and that is Red himself.

He is a two-star bronze knight, and his strength is much stronger than the bronze one-star Jax, and if he makes a personal move, he will definitely be able to win a game for the black stone leader.

But that makes no sense.

Because, the strongest knight of the Iron Mountain Collar, Lord Denham of the bronze three-star has not yet made a move.

On the Blackstone Collar's side, no matter who it is, it can't be Lord Denham's opponent.

So, Red, how do you choose?

Do you take action in person to save face for the doomed Blackstone Collar to win a game, or just choose to give up?

Lord Denham, Lord of Iron Mountain, looked at Red for a long time, waiting for his response.

For a moment, everyone's eyes fell on Red's.

The scene fell into a silent contemplation.